the end? [simon]

[LUNA LACHESIS TRELAWNEY]

mid july 2027

The Quidditch season had ended with the Bats perfectly in the middle of the league. And with middling came changes. If they had been at the bottom and relegated, the team would have stayed the same to keep the loyal fans about. If the team had won the league they would have kept the same team as champions. But with neither fate, fresh blood was needed. And perhaps, thought Luna Trelawney, that was exactly what she had needed.

Since what she had dubbed 'the Incident' back in March, Luna had become wildly uncomfortable in the company of unfamiliar men. Any time a man's bare skin touched hers, even completely innocently, a wave of nausea washed over her. There were some exceptions - but very few. And it was negatively impacting her Quidditch performance. When she finally spoke to the coach about it, he had looked at her and offered her two options. Leave the team to heal herself or push through the pain. Neither option worked for Luna. And then, an idea came to her.

It wasn't perfect, not by a long shot. But getting herself put on loan to the Harpies, at least for two seasons meant she could train with an all female team and not risk her physical or mental health at work. Luna could keep up with her training in an environment where she felt safe. The Harpies were more than happy to take her on - she had made quite an impact as one of the youngest beaters in British and Irish Quidditch history. But still, this resolution wasn't perfect. There would be something missing - something fundamental.

Simon wouldn't join her in Wales. Luna had to be selfish in this way, putting herself first. The first month after the incident, from the police investigation to the blood tests to the interviews and subsequent arrest of the perpetrator had taken a toll on their relationship. Luna had become increasingly paranoid, and she worried still that Simon would grow tired of her constantly looking over her shoulder, such a vast change from the headstrong and stubborn girl she had once been. Not only that, but there was nothing for Simon in Wales. There was no team for him up near Holyhead. What was worse, Simon had been in talks with the Swedish national team as well as some of the Swedish club teams. It left Luna wondering... was this it? Were they a flame that burned hot and bright, but only for a short while?

Luna let herself into Simon's flat and prepared herself a mug of tea in the hideous horse mug Simon had affectionately given to her. She'd moved out of her own place shortly after she had realised that her stalker had known her address and had indeed been sending her gifts and wilted flowers. She'd rid herself of many of her possessions as well. Everything felt tainted. Luna sighed deeply, scraping her sweaty hair back into a bun on the top of her head. She settled herself on the sofa, tiling her head back and practicing the breathing exercises her therapist had given her as she waited for Simon to return. It was about time they spoke about their future.

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Stressed was an understatement. Simon couldn’t remember a time he ever felt so ashamed for his actions. He was embarrassed that he allowed his drinking and drug habits to get him into trouble time and time again and ultimately jeopardize his career. Due to his actions, his destiny was up in the air. All he knew was that he wouldn’t be playing for the Bats anymore. He had dwelled enough about his own career, Luna had also been a major concern and frustration for him. Not being able to love on his beautiful girlfriend whenever he wanted to had become very difficult for him. He tried his best to sympathize and understand what she was going though, but some days were harder than others. He wished that he could read Luna’s mind and solve all of her problems and anxieties.

Simon spent a few of hours working out at the gym with a couple of his mates. He wanted to get his mind off of quidditch and the feeling he of impending doom for a while. Pumping iron and cardio with the boys always made time fly by. Or, maybe that was the new pre work out powder his gym buddies made him try.

As the clock struck 6, Simon cleaned himself up and grabbed his belongings before apparating back to his flat. He wasn’t sure if Luna would be around but he hoped she would be. With a crack, he appeared in his dimly lit flat.

”Hey babe” he greeted with a growing smile as his eyes drank in the sight of his girlfriend sprawled out across the sofa. There was a part of him deep down that wished he could jump her like he used to but Luna these days was easily “triggered”. Luna appeared to be working on breathing exercises, a familiar sight. ”How was your day?” he asked curiously as he dropped his gym bag onto the floor with a thud  before beelining toward the sofa to offer her a loving kiss. It was a fifty fifty chance that she would allow him to kiss and embrace her.

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Luna's connection to the world felt so much more immaterial these days. She'd disposed of many of her physical belongings, and had been sorely tempted to follow Simon's advice to burn it all. The whole incident had made Luna rethink what was important to her. But money ultimately couldn't buy what she needed - peace. Simon's fighting and bravado had made the news, and though Luna knew there was hardly an ounce of truth to it, his position in this country was tenuous. Whenever she thought too much about it, Luna felt like she was spiralling into a big black hole. She was terrified, even after all these months.

There was a crack and Luna craned her neck to offer Simon a soft smile. "Hi," she greeted, allowing the sweet kiss that he placed on her lips. She froze for a second as his arm wrapped around her and she closed her eyes, reminding her mind that this was Simon and with him, she was safe. Instantly, the tension slipped from her shoulders and she leaned into his embrace, inhaling his masculine scent deeply. "Feeling better?" asked Luna, even though she knew the answer would be yes. Simon had been spending more and more time at the gym lately, trying to work out his frustrations with the situation they'd been thrown into. It was all a matter of horrific timing, really. Luna didn't want to lose Simon, but it was looking like fate had other plans.

Luna trailed her fingertips down the side of Simon's neck, examining the sharp lines of his face. "When will you hear the final decision?" asked Luna quietly. Simon knew that she was being moved to the Harpies, but hadn't had confirmation where he would be. She hoped he would only get taken for the Swedish National Team, so that he could still play club in the UK and be close to her. But based on the directions of the conversations that Luna had overheard, that was looking less and less likely. She sighed deeply - distance would be nothing, but she would miss waking up to his sleepy eyes and rumpled hair. "I wish we could turn back time."

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They meshed lips and Simon melted into Lunas touch, wrapping an arm around her waist as he breathed in her heavenly scent. After everything they had gone though together the past couple of years, he appreciated his girlfriend more now than ever. She gave him strength in his weakest moments and most days he knew he didn’t deserve her. 

Raising a hand to ruffle his hair, he swallowed, ”I’m okay.” he said softly, but his eyes showed the opposite. ”A little anxious..” Simon confessed, a heavy feeling in his chest as the words fell from his lips. He wished he could turn off his mind because all he was obsessing over was his quidditch career destiny and these teeny bopper articles that were bashing him. It was embarrassing. He felt like the entire world was against him. Well, everyone but one…Luna. She had been the one constant in his life and he felt like she was being ripped away from him.

Simon was elated for Luna making it the Harpies, he was proud of her for going for what she wanted and doing what was best for her well being. Only he couldn’t help but have anxieties when it came to long distance relationships. Wales and Sweden aren’t just around the corner. Over the past year, he had grown dependent on her presence. It was hard to imagine not having her around every morning with a hot cup of coffee.

A hand idly ran down Lunas back as he took a deep breath in before falling back onto the sofa dramatically, ”They said I will know by tomorrow.” Simon said softly, before admitting, ”The anticipation is killing me.”

Luna said that she wished she could turn back time . It was as if she had read his mind. His hand reached for hers, ”Right now I feel like there’s a major shift happening and everything is changing so fast. I’m frustrated because there’s nothing I can do about it..and I feel like such a bloody idiot.” he sighed. He was quiet for a moment as the gears in his head moving. His eyes fell to Lunas, ”-And the thought of us being long distance just really blows.” he finally said, hating saying it out loud because it made it all more real. Simon knew he and Luna were still meant to be together, he loved her, the thought of having her absent from his life made him very sad.

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The future stood before them, unknowable and unmovable. Luna had been tempted on more than one occasion to call on Selene and ask if she saw anything in the future. But she had restrained herself - that sort of thinking had gotten her in trouble in the first place. "I'll bet. That makes two of us," murmured Luna, leaning into Simon and reminding herself that she was safe in his embrace. It had taken weeks of mental fortitude, but Luna had never been one to back down from a challenge. And her situation had been just that - another challenge, another roadblock to overcome. There were days where she felt stronger for it, and days where she wanted to crumple into a ball and weep.

The idea of Simon returning to Sweden made Luna want to do the latter. But she knew she had to remain strong for the pair of them. Fate had a twisted way of throwing a wrench into things when they didn't need it. With a heavy sigh, Luna pinched the bridge of her nose before leading Simon to the sofa. She tucked her legs under her and propped her head on her elbow, leaning into the pillows at the back of the couch. "Whatever happens, happens. Who knows, maybe I'll be able to control my visions better and check in on you," said Luna with a smirk. "It will be strange, for sure. But not entirely unlike before, where we had to steal our moments together..." she trailed off, thinking about their time together in Hogwarts. About how Simon had rebuked her once for Claudia. How times changed.

Tucking a finger under Simon's chin, her grey eyes glinted with mischief. "Well, luckily we're magic. Nothing wrong with apparating to fulfil a booty call," said Luna with a grin. "It's only an hour time difference. Bet I could get to Sweden after practice, don myself in the furs of your country and let you have your wicked way with me..." she added, arching a brow. "You'll hardly have time to miss me," she added quietly. Luna tried not to dwell on the fact that she would once again be left alone. Her stalker had been arrested and was awaiting trial, but Luna knew little more than that. She just didn't want something like that to ever happen again. There was a lingering fear at the back of her throat that it would, and without Simon there to protect her...

Luna cleared her throat. "You can remind me of all the ways you'll miss me..." said Luna, lowering her voice to a purr as she ghosted her hand up the sides of Simon's midriff. Electricity thrummed through her, strong as the first time they'd kissed. Even after these years, she couldn't get enough of him.

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The thought of being apart from Luna filled Simon with a sadness that feasted deep inside his core. An overwhelming feeling of impending doom came over him the longer he waited for the news about his quidditch career. He feared that once he didn’t have Luna to lean on the hard days, he’d spiral into a crippling depression, or manic partying episode. Fuck, he felt like he couldn’t stop fucking everything up. Simon knew he had become dependent on his relationship with Luna She always had a way of comforting him, never failing to find a way to morph the way he was feeling into something lovely. He wasn’t sure how he’d handle not waking up next to her sleepy face every morning but he was confident that he’d stay devoted to her. 

Luna always had a way of making him feel better. He collapsed on the sofa next to her as she explained Sweden only had an hour time difference and there was no shame using magic to fulfill a booty call. Simon chuckled, shaking his head as he leaned down to press his lips against her forehead with a loving kiss. ”I love you.” he told her with a slowly growing smile of admiration. A hand ran up and down her back as he was quiet in deep reflection, ”You don’t seem worried about your trade to the Harpies at all..” Simon told her proudly, knowing she’d take it better anyways. They both knew if Simon had the choice, he’d stay on the Bats, but the universe had other plans... 

Simon caressed the side of her face, fingers running through her blonde tresses as he took a moment to appreciate her steely eyed gaze. He was silent as she made the request that he show her how many ways he'd miss her. The thought of missing her made his heart ache but her wish was his command. Simon reached to kiss her hand, “Today I will love you like there’s no tomorrow, and tomorrow, I’ll do it all over again.” he professed his love to her as he trailed kisses up her arm and stopping at her neck for extra attention, gently leaning forward so that he was hovering over her. He breathed in her scent as his lips tenderly traveled the warm flesh of her throat already knowing how desperately he'd miss Luna.

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"And I love you," replied Luna truthfully. Simon had grown for her into something so much more than just a boyfriend. He was her partner, her teammate, and her rock. Though they'd started out with certain difficulties, their opposing strengths had brought them together. She closed her eyes, revelling in the feather light touches his hand drew down her spine. "I am not worried," said Luna quietly. "Though I wish we could be on the same team. Or at least in the same country. But I think... after everything... the Harpies will be good for me," said Luna.

Simon knew that Luna had requested the trade to the Harpies. The request had come after he'd been put on probation, and the thought of losing the only person that tied her to sanity during practice drove Luna to near madness. "I won't have to train with men, though I admit I will miss Chazz and his antics," she said with a little smile. "We'll both claw up to the international sides and maybe we'll face each other again on the pitch. Sooner than you'd think," she added, feeling more optimistic than she'd expected. "Not seeing you every day will be shit. But we'll get through it. And before you know it, all the British and Irish League teams will be begging you to come back." Luna was certain of that, for one thing.

Luna voiced a request that she hadn't made in months - not since the incident at the rave. Simon kissed her hand, promising to fulfil her wish. Her heart fluttered, but not in anxiety. In excitement. She wanted to give herself to the man she loved, knowing he could never forget her no matter what distance was between them. When Simon kissed her lips, she returned the gesture with equal fervour, fingers crawling up his midriff, exposing inch by inch of skin. She let out a tiny gasp at the warmth of his mouth on her throat, her eyes closing at the feeling. "Simon..." she murmured, pleading. She wanted to forget - forget about the bad that lay behind and ahead, and live just in this moment.

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Simons eyes fell to Lunas steely gaze, taking her hand and listening as she explained her excitement for the Harpies. ”Well, I’m happy if you’re happy.” he told her, feeling a hint of a lie there, but he knew it was how he should have felt if he wanted to be a supportive boyfriend. It was the ‘grown up’ thing to say, right? His hand laced with hers as he took a breath, ”This will be good for the both of us. You'll be amazing. You are amazing. I just gotta focus on myself and get my head in the game...and stop fucking off.” he sighed, shaking his head with a bit of shame but he ended with a chuckle. Simon was over being sorry for himself. As many people had said to him in the comment sections of social media, 'play stupid games, win stupid prizes'.

A hand continued to slowly trail shapes and letters down her back, grasping her sides fervently as she kissed him back. He felt weightless by her touch, heart leaping out of his chest. It had been months since he felt her kiss him with passion, or desire, it immediately sent him into overdrive. The half vampire had missed touching Luna without warning or hesitation whenever he pleased. Her stalker had taken that privilege away from him, causing Simon to practice more patience. 

Simon depended the kiss, but not too much, a part of him was waiting for Luna to tell him to stop. Leaning forward into the kiss so that he was hovering over her slightly. Still, alarms were going off in his head. He was worried about Luna. After diving into her neck, lips traveling up her neck and collar bone as she whispered his name. Simon pulled away, resting his forehead on hers to gauge the look on her face before continuing. ”Is that okay?” he asked hesitantly, a careful look in his piecing blue eyes.

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Luna gazed at Simon, letting the relief of being near him wash over her. "We'll get there," she promised. Though she understood why Simon was being forced to leave, she knew there had already been a great change in him. He was far less reckless and smart mouthed - but one last push had sent him over the edge. His status had always been precarious, but together, Luna had believed they'd forged a solid foundation. And though it had shuddered, it would never shatter.

Luna let herself simply feel, her eyes drifting closed as she kissed Simon back fervently, sinking every drop of desire and pleasure into him. It had been so long since the blood in her veins had thrummed with this warmth, since her skin had hummed with electricity at his touch. Luna pushed away the errant thoughts of why that had been, focusing instead on the sure grip of his fingers, of the way her belly flipped and her heart thundered in her chest. For the first time in months, Luna felt alive.

Simon broke their kiss and trailed his lips down the column of her throat. His name fell from her lips, begging. Simon pulled away and Luna met his gaze, her chest rising and falling with her rapid breaths. Instead of replying, Luna pulled her shirt over her head, meeting his gaze with certainty. "I want you to take my blood, Simon," she whispered, gently taking his hand and pressing it to the left side of her chest. Just above her heart. "I want you to drink from me. Here." Her voice was thick with desire, filled with months of repressed longing. "Please."

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Luna removed her shirt with purpose and placed Simons hand where she wanted him to bite her. His eyes marveled her soft, warm skin. The look she gave him, following with pleading her request to drink her blood.. This was the moment he wouldn’t think twice about it. Tonight, Simon would oblige to the opportunity to drink from his girlfriend without hesitation or bitching out. Something about it felt right, everything felt right with Luna. She was the one constant in his life and he wanted to fulfill her desires.

Closing his eyes, he took a deep breath to calm his heart from beating out of his chest. Nodding with acceptance, he settled next to Luna, propping her against a pillow, one hand planted on her waist for support. Brushing the side of her face with his fingertips, he captured her lips for one last kiss. ”Stay still..” he instructed softly. Simon raised his hand above her collar bone where she placed his hand before, allowing the thought of a basic severing charm to enter his mind. A charm he would have learned during his early Hogwarts days - only not to cut skin.. Using the charm on her made him nervous but a burst of adrenaline coursed through him when he thought of drinking from her again. It had been so long.

Crimson peeked through the slither of skin and Simon trailed his lips from her neck to collar bone, tongue lapping the warm, succulent blood. The sweet taste of Luna mingled on his taste buds, causing time to stand still, he wasn’t sure how long he had been drinking from her. He could have continued forever.

After what felt like a couple of minutes, he pulled away from her skin with a blissful sigh. His gaze fell on Luna carefully, ”Thank you…” he breathed heavily; lips a little redder, pupils much larger. ”Drinking from you is better than any high I’ve ever experienced.” he told her, eyes drooping with heaviness. A sudden rush of tiredness and euphoria fell over him. "Do you feel okay?" he asked, fingers running through her hair.

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Luna's request was met with silence, and then confirmed with a nod. She followed Simon's instruction, tilting her head slightly to grant him access to her bare skin. As his fingers ghosted her flesh, she cringed at the pain of his severing charm. But his attention was focused solely on the blood that beaded from the slice. Simon's lips covered the cut and he drank. Luna's head fell back as the connection between them strengthened, like a golden cord shimmering into existence. With every beat of her heart, with every swallow from Simon, their souls were melded together, linked by that inexplicable cord.

It could have been hours or only several minutes, but when Simon drew back at last, Luna felt his absence in her bones. She lifted her wand from the coffee table where she'd discarded it before Simon had returned, mumbling a charm to heal the wound. Simon watched her like a hawk, his pupils dilated and his lips a sinful ruby. "I feel fine," came Luna's response as she shifted from her position, relinquishing her wand once more and positioning herself so that she straddled Simon's lap. "I think you can help me feel better than fine though..." she purred, the bloodletting clouding her inhibitions and her self control. If Simon was to be stolen from her, as her confidence and dignity had been, she wouldn't give up without a fight.

Pressing her body flush against his, Luna's fingers danced up the taut muscles of Simon's abdomen. She pulled his shirt over his head, kissing him fiercely, with a passion that hadn't burned within her for months. "I love you. They won't take that from me too," she murmured against his lips, wanting nothing more than to melt into his skin.

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Luna told him she felt fine and she frankly looked better than 'fine'. She was radiant, glowing. Or maybe that was side effects from drinking her blood. Regardless, they both felt incredible. His lips planted on her shoulder, raising a hand above the cut he was drinking from to stop the bleeding. The smell of her blood danced in the air and on his tongue. He couldn’t possibly think of a better smell or taste.

Simons hands clutched Lunas sides as they kissed deeply, bodies flush against one another in a passionate display. His eyes met hers carefully as she told him he’d be able to make her feel better than fine. Nodding as he bit his lip into a smirk, ”Lets go for…amazing…or sensational.” he purred, capturing her lips into a passionate kiss that ignited his insides causing him to smile against her lips. Simon lifted Luna with his hands under her bum and carried her to the bed with ease. It had been months since the last time they had gotten intimate in any form, there was no way he would jeopardize their comfort for a sofa…

”Loving you is the easiest thing I’ve ever done, you’ll never fight for my love again.” he promised her solemnly, knowing they didn’t start with the strongest foundation in the beginning but they both had grown so much since Hogwarts. The love Simon felt for Luna was overwhelming at times. He never thought he could love someone so deeply, nor did he ever believe he deserved such love. Every day he wanted to prove to Luna how much he loved her, so the light wouldn’t burn out. During the upcoming months, he’d have to get creative with time apart, but during those times he was confident that he could work harder on bettering himself. 

Their remaining articles of clothing fell to the floor at the speed of light, quickly filling the room with a cacophony of sighs and moans. It was exactly the release he needed..

After some time, Simon draped an arm around around Luna as her head rested on his chest.  His chest raised up and down breathlessly with a smile. A wave of emotions were going through him. ”We should go on a holiday.” he said thoughtfully. Well, post nut clarity was definitely a thing.

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Sated and happy, drunk on Simon's love, Luna curled into her boyfriends side. For the moment, she could forget that he would be moving to Sweden. That she wouldn't be able to curl into him like this for weeks, maybe even months at a time, depending on their schedules. Simon murmured something about a holiday, and Luna gave a sleepy response. "Okay," she replied, her eyes fluttering shut as she drifted off.

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